Day Two of Kindergarten will be spent, once again, on the couch in the living room. Looks like that's where we'll be riding this virus out, as the doctor told us yesterday that Parker's symptoms do not indicate a concussion, but a funky virus. We're just hoping it won't develop into the flu, which right now looks like might be the case. He finally kept down food for the first time in over 24 hours last night, so I think we're on the road to recovery.
I'm pretty positive that this illness has been worse for me than for him. I would like to say that he cried sorrowful tears at not being able to attend his first day of kindergarten, but that would be a flat out lie. To say that about his mother might be closer to the truth. A lady in the elevator at the doctor's office actually suggested that Parker could, perhaps, be faking this illness as to avoid school. Seriously? Seriously. This kid has, for the past 12 hours, puked on demand? voluntarily moaned through the night waking his father and I every hour? and was able to raise his body temperature three whole degrees on cue?!? Because if that's the case, we're not messing around with kindergarten, baby; it's straight to the big screen for us for some MON-NEY. No, if Parker really didn't want to go to kindergarten, we'd see a big fat fit on the kitchen floor before we'd see vomit on my rugs.
So stay tuned. Hopefully tomorrow we'll have good news to post!
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